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MANCHESTER | Bible Passage
Robert Wainwright, 1748-1782
1 LORD, thee I'll praise with all my heart,
Thy wonders all proclaim.
2 In thee, most High, I'll greatly joy,
And sing unto thy name.
3 When back my foes were turned, they fell,
And perished at thy sight:
4 For thou maintain'st my right and cause;
Enthroned sitt'st judging right.
5 The heathen thou rebuked hast,
The wicked overthrown;
Thou hast put out their names, that they
May never more be known.
6 The desolations are complete
That fell the foe upon;
Their cities thou hast razed quite,
Their memory is gone.
7 The Lord for ever doth endure;
For judgment sets his throne;
8 In righteousness to judge the world,
Justice to give each one.
9 So shall the Lord a refuge be
For those that are oppressed;
A refuge will he be for them,
What time they are distressed.
10 And they that know thy name in thee
Their confidence will place:
For thou hast not forsaken them
That truly seek thy face.
11 O sing ye praises to the Lord
That dwells in Zion hill;
Among the people everywhere
His deeds declare ye still.
12 When he enquireth after blood,
He doth remember them:
The afflicted he doth not forget
That call upon his name.
13 Lord, pity me; behold the grief
Which I from foes sustain;
Even thou, who from the gates of death
Dost raise me up again:
14 That I in Zion's daughter's gates
May all thy praise relate;
And that I may exult with joy
In thy salvation great.
15 Sunk are the heathen in the pit
Which they themselves prepared;
And in the net which they have hid
Their own feet fast are snared.
16 The Lord is by the judgment known
Which he himself hath wrought:
The sinners' hands do make the snares
Wherewith themselves are caught.
17 The wicked shall be turned back
Into death's dark abode;
And all the nations that forget
The great and mighty God.
18 For they that needy are shall not
Forgotten be alway;
The expectation of the poor
Shall not be lost for aye.
19 Arise, Lord, let not man prevail;
Judge heathen in thy sight;
20 That they may know themselves but men,
The nations, Lord, affright.
1 ¬∂ I will praise thee, O LORD, with my whole heart; I will shew forth all thy marvellous works.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in thee: I will sing praise to thy name, O thou most High.
3 When mine enemies are turned back, they shall fall and perish at thy presence.
4 For thou hast maintained my right and my cause; thou satest in the throne judging right.
5 Thou hast rebuked the heathen, thou hast destroyed the wicked, thou hast put out their name for ever and ever.
6 O thou enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end: and thou hast destroyed cities; their memorial is perished with them.
7 But the LORD shall endure for ever: he hath prepared his throne for judgment.
8 And he shall judge the world in righteousness, he shall minister judgment to the people in uprightness.
9 The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.
10 And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for thou, LORD, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.
11 ¬∂ Sing praises to the LORD, which dwelleth in Zion: declare among the people his doings.
12 When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.
13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
14 That I may shew forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.
15 The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
16 The LORD is known by the judgment which he executeth: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah.
17 The wicked shall be turned into hell, and all the nations that forget God.
18 For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.
19 Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged in thy sight.
20 Put them in fear, O LORD: that the nations may know themselves to be but men. Selah.